#guzman x reader

Pairing: Guzmán Nunier x Reader

A/N: I'm someone who has a love-hate relationship with this guy. Sometimes he annoyes me so much that I want to slap him and other times he's sweet and I love him.

Original link: 1st Birthday Bundle

Guzmán used to the primary culprit in trying to belittle you and your friends and make you feel small when you enrolled in Las Encinas through a scholarship.

A/N: Here it is folks the end of this series! Thank you all for bearing with me, I had gotten so many comments over the past few weeks (I think that’s how long this series has been a thing honestly I’ve lost all sense of time). Anyways, this series has truly helped me grow as a writer while also challenging me like hell! Also, fun fact this was originally intended to be a one parter but after realizing how much I write for the smallest and literally least important scenes I had to turn it into a series lol. I think this kinda sucks but I hope y’all like it! Enjoy my loves!

Prompt: After telling Guzmán about Polo the reader has to deal with the aftermath.

Warnings: angst, blood, ambush, death, swearing

Guzmán x Reader

Request by anon: I love your writings, I was wondering if I could request a guzman x reader where lu constantly ambushes the reader cause she knows guzman is in love with the reader and then guzman and lu end up breaking up cause he finally chooses the reader. Something within those lines, hope it’s not so much of a hassle! Keep writing ❤️❤️

Gif is not my own

Requests are open 🤍

“Guzmán, can you focus please?” Lu snaps her hand in front of him, “Or at least listen to me for a minute?”

“I’m sorry, but I have bigger things to worry about than your petty drama with your family,” Guzmán sighs, shaking a hand over his hair. 

“Are you kidding me?” Lu scoffs, “So you ignore me all weekend and then you act like I’m a pain for talking to you about my life?” She reaches up and fixes the lapels of his jacket. 

“I’ll talk to you later, Lu,” He pushes his hands away from her, grabbing his bag from where it was at his feet and hurrying to catch up with the person he’d been waiting for. 

You’re walking down the corridor at a pace quick enough to just about make it to class in time. 

“Hey, (Y/n), you doing okay?” He asks, tapping you on the shoulder. 

“Oh, hey Guzmán,” You smile, “I’m okay, are you?”

“Good. Do you have my notes from Chemistry? I need them for first period,” He comments, slinging his bag over one shoulder.

“Yeah, shit, um, thank you for those. I really appreciate it,” You nod, grabbing them from your things and handing them back to him, “you’re a lifesaver.”

“Are you kidding?” He laughs, “It’s the least I could do.”

He steps aside to let you into the class first and follows close behind you. You two hadn’t ever spent much time together before recent times but you’d found something in him that you hadn’t expected. You’d always been at Las Encinas but tried your best to keep yourself out of the typical group in your year. That was until everything happened with Marina, and Guzmán went through the type of loss he could never prepare himself for. You, in fact, had some experience in the area - after losing your brother only two years before. When Guzmán had confided in you, you’d found it impossible to say no to him, he was like a completely different person. 

“Hey, I was actually going to ask you,” He stops you yet again, scratching the back of his neck, “Are you free again tonight?”

“Yeah, sure, usual spot?” You smile, “I’ll see you later.”

“(Y/n)! Looks like you can get more conversation out of him than his own girlfriend can,” Lu speaks up, walking into the class with a smirk plastered across her face. 

“We’re just talking Lu,” You sigh, setting down your books and sitting in your designated chair.

“And what could be so important that it’s got him so occupied at the minute?” Lu scoffs, “Because honey, I don’t think you’ve had much interest in your life for the past seventeen years.”

“Lu, stay out of it. This has nothing to do with you,” Guzmán snaps, glaring at her before offering you an apologetic smile. 

“Nothing to do with me?” Lu laughs, “Fucking hell Guzmán, you’re spending more time with the fucking introvert than you are with your own girlfriend!”

“Lu, not now. I’m sorry (Y/n).”

You shake your head as means of dismissing his concern as he follows her back to their seats, ignoring her advances as she settles a hand on his thigh. 

You’d never intended on getting close to Guzmán and getting in the way of his and Lu’s relationship - you’d never tried to flirt with him or cause any problems. But apparently that just came with association.

- - - - - -

As you’re leaving school that day, you’re stopped before you can reach the car, as Lu grabs your arm and turns you to face her.

“Okay, darling,” She beams, glancing over her shoulders before turning to you with a deathly glare, “What’s going on with you and Guzmán?”

“Nothing Lu, it’s nothing,” You sigh, trying to push her off.

“Nothing? Then what’s with all the secrecy? Why do I see you together all the time? You were never interested in stealing my boyfriend before.”

You push her hand off, “And I’m still not interested in stealing anything or anyone. Maybe you need to think about being there for your boyfriend and supporting him instead of concerning yourself in matters that don’t mean anything.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“And I think that’s the problem, darling,” You roll your eyes, walking the rest of the way to the car and leaving her stood with a vacant stare in your direction.

It was true. She was so caught up in you that she’d completely forgotten about Guzmán in this whole situation.

- - - - - -

“Alright, I got your favourite this time,” Guzmán grins as he climbs the ladder up to the top of the bell tower and sets down some cans of drink, “And... I got snacks too.”

“Wow, you treat me so well,” You joke, “Try not to eat all the pretzels this time though.”

He shuffles on the wooden floor to sit beside you and lean back against the bench behind your backs, “Hey, listen, I’m sorry about Lu.”

“Oh, no, that’s okay,” You shake your head, “It’s not your fault. And I can see why she’d be jealous, I guess.”

He scoffs, “I don’t think she can stand the idea of me spending any time with anybody but her. I don’t even remember the last time we had a real conversation, that wasn’t about her or school or some petty drama she wants to involve herself in.”

“But she cares about you, that’s at least something,” You point out, “And she’s attractive.”

Guzmán laughs, “I used to think that was enough, maybe it’s only recently that I’ve realised it isn’t.”

You sit in silence with him for a moment as you ponder the thought. You didn’t like the idea of him wanting to change his whole life based on the few months you’d spent knowing him. But damn did you love the idea of being the one who he loved.

“I really appreciate you being here for me recently, I guess I sort of threw all of this onto you,” Guzmán smiles sincerely.

“Oh don’t be ridiculous, you’ve helped me just as much as I’ve helped you. Losing a sibling isn’t easy, and it’s even harder to go through that alone - whatever I can do to help you, you know that,” You assure him, “Besides, you always bring decent food.”

He chuckles, “A lot has changed in a few months, huh?”

“It doesn’t have to change much Guzmán. I know you’ve changed ever since you lost Marina, but Lu is there for you. She might not seem like it sometimes but it’s clear, even in her ambushing me, she does seriously care about you. She loves you, and she’s always there,” You point out, “There’s no reason why that should change.”

“No reason, yeah?” He smirks a little, “If you say so (Y/l/n).”

- - - - - -

The following day, you’re once again minding your own business at school. You’d spent the morning with Nadia revising for an exam and were now sat by one of the window seats reading up on some literature for class.

“Spending the evening with my boyfriend and you seriously want to tell me that nothing’s going on?” Lu’s voice sounds loud and clear from across the corridor, “You bitch!”

You glance up and set the book aside, sighing as you turn to focus on her.

“Who do you think you are? Walking around like you’re so innocent, so nice - when really all you want to do is to take what’s mine.”

“That’s not what’s happening Lu, even though I know it looks that way. I get it. But that’s not the case,” You shake your head, “Guzmán... he just needs help, support.”

“And you don’t think I can give that to him?”

“No, not at all. I think you’re more than capable. But sometimes you need to speak to someone who gets it, who’s been through it. And that’s what it’s like for us - you dont know what it feels like to lose someone like that Lu.”

She looks down at her feet, “I think in the process of you being his knight in shining armour, he’s started realising he doesn’t love me anymore. Maybe he never did.”

“I don’t know if that’s the case, or if it ever will be. But you’re playing a game that I don’t want to play. I never wanted to get between you and Guzmán, I never meant for any of this. I’m sorry Lu, but I was just being a good friend to him - anything that changed with you two wasn’t my doing.”

You collect your things and step past her, heading down the corridor quickly to avoid the stares in your direction. You’re only stopped as Guzman’s hand holds your arm.

“Hey, what’s going on? Everything okay?” He frowns, glancing momentarily at the people around, “Why’s everybody staring at you?”

“I’m sorry Guzmán, I cant do this anymore. I’m not getting involved in your whole whatever-this-is between you and Lu. Helping you out wasn’t supposed to destroy your relationship in the process, and it certainly wasn’t meant to make me your girlfriend’s worst enemy,” You shake your head, “I’m sorry but I can’t do it.”

You pull away from him and leave him dumbfounded in the middle of the corridor, swallowing the lump in his throat as he watches you walk away. God, that was never his intention. He’d just found someone in you that listened, that understood, that engaged with him when he spoke about Marina. Amongst that, he’d found someone that he’d always been missing when he saw you. He found someone funny, honest, caring, intelligent, and so certain of her future that she near enough convinced him that he could be successful too. He didn’t want to hurt Lu. But the pull he felt towards you was too powerful to ignore.

“Lu,” He quickly blurts out as he sees her storming past, “I think we need to talk.”

- - - - - -

“Well, I think this is the most we’ve spoken in a long time,” Lu scoffs as she sits down beside him on the bench, “Do you want to explain yourself Guzmán?”

“You need to stop being so harsh on (Y/n), none of this is her fault.”

“None of this? None of her spending every day with my boyfriend behind my back and knowing more about him than I do at the minute?” She scoffs, “Don’t act like she’s so innocent.”

“It’s not like that Lu,” Guzmán tuts, “She’s... she’s been there for me.”

“And I’m not?”

“No, no, you are. But (Y/n)... she understands. She can sympathise and relate to how I’ve been feeling. She’s helped me deal with losing Marina in a much better way than I would’ve done.”

“I don’t get it Guzmán. You barely spoke to the girl before this.”

“Exactly! I mean she’s been at school with us for years but it felt like I barely knew her. There’s so much more to her than I’d ever expected,” Guzmán smiles fondly, “She’s complex and sh-“

“I get the idea,” Lu rolls her eyes, “Why couldn’t you just tell me?”

Guzmán pauses. Why didn’t he just tell her? Tell her that he was seeking help, that he was doing it for the right reasons. He could’ve explained himself and explained that they were just friends. Instead, he sat here now with every intention of ending things with Lu.

“You like her, don’t you?” Lu states, “I know that look, it’s the same one you used to give me.”

“I never meant for any of this Lu,” Guzmán shakes his head, “But I’m different when I’m around (Y/n)... I can’t explain it but I like who I am when I’m with her.”

“You don’t have to explain yourself, it’s the same way I feel about you. And deep down I know you’ve never felt that way with me.”

“Lu...”

“Go, go and find her. We both know you want to.”

- - - - - -

You weren’t exactly sure why you’d come back to the bell tower, maybe because you partially hoped that Guzmán would still find you here. It was a weird mix of hoping to never get involved in his life again and also wanting nothing more than for what Lu said to be true.

Just then, you hear the sound of the hatch opening as Guzmán ascends the ladder and pushes himself up.

“Hey,” He says in relief as he sees you, “I hoped you’d be here.”

“Did you bring food?”

He laughs and shakes his head, “I have to talk to you (Y/n).”

You shuffle to make room for him beside you as he sits down, both of you silent as you look out at the sun in preparation to set.

“I spoke to Lu,” He states after some time, “I think we both needed to clear up a few things.”

“Yeah? Are you two back to being okay now?”

“Not exactly,” He laughs, “Or maybe just a different definition of okay.”

You look at him and frown, trying to keep composure as your heart ran at double speed.

“I never meant for any of this, and I certainly never meant to hurt Lu in the process. When I first spoke to you about Marina, it was because you’d been the first person to come up to me at school and tell me you were there if I needed to talk - and I believed you. When we first met here, it was because I wanted to know how you’d managed to cope with that feeling that was still so new to me. I was terrified of never being able to really deal with losing her, and you made it seem so clear.”

You swallow thickly.

“Somewhere, along the way, I found someone in you that went deeper than just how supportive you’d been. You were so much more than I’d ever seen,” He smiles and lets out a little chuckle, “You’ve made me some sort of romantic, clearly.”

“Guzmán...” You sigh, “I can’t get in the way of you and Lu. You know what she’s like.”

“Right, I do. And I know when I spoke to her today, it was like we’d both come to the same realisation. I needed to find you to realise the way that I’d never feel about her,” He shakes his head, “You make everything seem clearer (Y/n).”

You smile a little as he reaches over for your hand.

Here's a list of a few of the prompts I've saved mostly from Pinterest. I’m gonna be using them for upcoming oneshots sooo feel free to make requests for:

MCU

The Witcher

5SOS

X-men

Harry Potter

Divergent

The Arcana

TVD/TO

The Hunger Games

Teen Wolf

Descendants

Suits, Kingsman

Narnia

Elite

I screwed up.

There are three things you need to know before you read this.

I know what you came here for.

He was an unfortunate lad. 

It came in the mail.

A lot can happen during a life time.

This is the story of how I died. Don't worry, though! I came back. 

Let's go home. You're freezing, and I don't want you catching a cold.

You make me proud, you know that right?

I don't care. I'm not letting you get up until I know that you're one hundred percent better again.

I-... um, can I hold your hand? 

You're so important to me.

Hey, let me in. I'm outside with your favorite pizza. 

You know I'll always be here, right?

Where did  you get those bruises? 

Please, don't hit me.

You're worthless!

Come out, come out wherever you are.

Are you deaf? I said stand back up!

Oh, I'm sorry, does this hurt?

Put the bat down.

Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture

I am way too sober for this 

Aw... Look at them, so young and willing to get themselves killed

The fact that you tell me to stop makes it way more enjoyable 

Find someone else to take you home 

working on a plan to catch the road runner

He was never mine, but losing him broke my heart 

I'm afraid you'll end up seeing me the way I see myself

Look how pretty my notes are! Too bad I'll never study them 

When the professor shows up I'm just gonna get up, make eye contact, and leave. 

I've never seen frozen and at this point I'm afraid to

Is it acceptable to throw myself out the window after we take this exam?

I think I'm gonna sleep outside and let the snow bury me until I die. 

Please don't tell me you got arrested again.

It's positive.

This. Never. Happened.

Innocent until proven guilty.

Prison was made for people like you. 

Stop messing with your IV.

Hey there - you gave me quite a scare.

I just want to go home.

It's just a few more days, then I'll take you home.

I think my nurse us trying to kill me 

-Well this is a nice change of scenery.  -___, we're in a prison cell. -I was being sarcastic.

Hold this, I'm gonna go kick ass.

This looks... apetizing?

Pairing: Guzmán Nunier x Reader

Requested: Anonymous

Summary: You’re best friends with Nadia who gets into some trouble

Warning: teen pregnancy, mentions of abortion

GIF Not Mine

Emptiness. A sense of dread. That’s what you felt staring at the stick in your hand. Like you were just going to be another statistic. That you were fulfilling what was expected of you. The incoming message on your phone brought you out of your spiralling thoughts. Glancing at it you saw that it was from the last person you wanted to speak to now so you ignored it. You grabbed your things, plastering a fake smile on as you went to your next class, the test tucked safely away in your bag.

Nadia was your closest friend at your new school, having grown closer since moving their. She saw right through your fake smile. After class, she gently grabbed your arm pulling you into an empty room. "What’s wrong, Y/N?" She asked you.

"It’s nothing. I’m fine." You lied, shrugging Nadia's hand off your shoulder.

"It’s not nothing. You can lie to them but not to me." She said, grabbing your arm again to stop you from leaving. You tried to shrug it off again but this time your bag fell, the test falling out. You both looked at each other before rushing to grab it. It was too late though as Nadia saw it. Her eyes widened as your eyes glossed over, tears threatening to fall. "Who’s the father?"

"It doesn’t matter." You mumbled. No one knew about the two of you and you wanted to keep it that way but Nadia was persistent. She asked you again. This time you felt the words spill out of your mouth.

"Y/N." She hissed, almost scolding you for being so careless.

"It was one time." You lied. It was more than that. You had fallen for him. "I don’t know what to do." You cried, your body wracked with sobs.

Nadia wrote down a number and handed it you. "Here. It’s the number to the clinic my sister used." She said. You looked up shocked, wiping away the tears. "It may be against my beliefs but I’m here for you, Y/N."

"Thank you." You thanked her. The bell rang and the two of you went your separate ways to class.

-

You had every intention of going in yet you found yourself standing outside, fixed in one spot. You didn’t have the guts to do it, well alone at least. Nadia had offered to go with you but you didn’t want to put her in an uncomfortable position so you went by yourself. You gave up when your phone repeatedly buzzed, texts coming through asking where you were. You went home after that, working up the courage to come back another day.

It was a shock when you woke up the next day and looked into your post box, seeing an envelope full of cash. As if it was a trigger, your phone started ringing, an unknown number on the screen. "Hello?" You answered.

"Stay away from my son." The man on the other end of the line said. You didn’t get a chance to ask who it was as he continued, although you already knew. "Take the money and get rid of that child. Move out of town. Leave my son." He hung up before you had a chance to argue with him. It was as if it was settled the moment the words left his mouth.

You didn’t have a choice but to follow his orders. You didn’t want to but he was a powerful man who could ruin yours and your family’s life. While you didn’t accept the money you did ignore Guzmán, no matter how much it hurt. What you didn’t expect was to find him outside your window one night. You quickly opened it, ushering him inside before anyone saw him. "You’re alive then." He joked, walking further into your room. You but your lip, nervous what he’ll say when he sees the money which you stupidly left on your desk. "What’s this?" Guzmán asked holding the envelope up.

"I- I can explain." You stuttered out.

"Where did you get this from?" He continued. He had an idea who gave it you but he didn’t want it to be true. "Was it my father? That’s why you’ve been ghosting me because he paid you to?"

"No!" You exclaimed. You hated that he thought you would drop him for some money. "I mean, yes, he tried to bribe me but I didn’t want it. I just didn’t know what to do with the cash."

"Then why have you been ignoring my texts?"

"I’m just going through some shit." You mumbled.

"If you’re going through something you tell me so I can help and be there for you." Guzmán said, wrapping his arms around your waist and bringing you closer to him.

"I’m pregnant." You blurted out, not being able to keep it from him anymore. At first, Guzmán was shocked by your confession, freezing slightly before relaxing again. He leaned his head against yours, your noses brushing.

"We’ll figure this out. Together."

SEASON 3 OF ELITE SPOILERS!!

Thank you all so much who have read and reposted this. The love that many people have for these two is amazing and so beautiful. Thank you!

Guzmàn, my love,  

new york is everything that I have wanted and more. I am thankful for the opportunity to study here. being here is something that I didn’t think I needed. as much as it is to have a breath of fresh air, I miss you. I miss how you hold me, how you see me for who I am, my faults, my history, my love for you. I miss your freckles, and the way you smile at me.

classes are difficult and it is the challenge that I needed. to compete with other intelligent students from around the world is thrilling.

  Lu and I have been going to a lot of shows here and the clubs here having nothing on the ones we have gone to back home. The DJ always plays the right music. 

The people here are very interesting, but the culture is what I needed. so many people from different classes, religion, backgrounds and the world is so different from outside the walls of las encinas. 

there is nothing I would want more in the world than for you to come and see me. I can’t wait to be in your arms again my love. to see you and embrace you gives me great happiness. 

send love to my brother, ander, samu, rebeka, valerio and cayetana. 

ive only got a few imagines up but this means the WORLD to me! wow!

please please please continue to send in your requests! i’ve been in a big mood for loki, evan peters’ characters, and guzman from elite hehe. but any others will do too! just send in a request :,)

Fandom: Elite Pairing: Guzmán x Female!Reader Warnings: drinking, jealousy Word Count: 587 Summary: You meet Guzmán at a party for the very first time. After hours spent together on the kitchen floor you quickly forget who you came to the party with. 

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The party carried on into the night as Samuel’s tiny apartment filled to the brim with sweaty bodies. Everyone was drinking and dancing like they'd forgotten it was a school night. 

You found yourself in the middle of the crowd with Nano who was moving as if his limbs were made of spaghetti. His arm wound its way around you and his face was an epic picture of pure excitement. One of your hands was playing with his hair to the beat of the song as the other held onto a half empty beer bottle. 

“I told you tonight would be fun!” Nano exclaimed and spun you around. He was now behind you, arms wrapped around your waist with your back pressed tightly against his chest. “All you had to do was trust me!” You rolled your eyes at his comment but didn’t say anything, just swayed your hips to the music in sync with him. 

The song ended and so did his embrace. He kissed your forehead and without saying a word disappeared between the rowdy teens. You finished what was left of your beer and pushed through towards the kitchen. Sighing you searched the place for a clean solo cup, unsuccessfully. 

Suddenly a hand with a clear plastic cup appeared in front your eyes. “Here.” Hesitantly you grabbed it and looked up at your saviour. “I grabbed a few spares at the beginning of the party, couldn't risk catching any diseases.” 

You smiled at the wide eyed boy and thanked him while reaching out your hand to shake his. “I’m Y/N.” He smiled at you. “Guzmán, nice to meet you.” 

The rest of the night you spent sitting on the kitchen floor, talking. Guzmán listened to every word that came out of your mouth. He took in every poorly formulated sentence you mumbled under the influence and replied with wit, making you laugh like you’d never laughed before. And as the hours go by it becomes the best conversation you’ve ever had.  

“You’re Nano’s girlfriend, aren't you?” You laughed at his assumption. “No, we’re just friends.” “It didn’t look like friendship to me on that dance floor.” You raised an eyebrow, “You were watching me?” Guzmán’s smiled. “Maybe.”

The two of you sit frozen for a moment looking into each others eyes. You could feel the world spinning around you but for some strange reason it didn't matter, nothing mattered. 

Perhaps it was the alcohol, or the simplicity of your instant connection. Perhaps it was the easy flow of conversation which made Guzmán feel as if he had known you forever. He moved his head closer to yours. Both your breaths shaking from fear and excitement.

He gently leaned in and kisses your warms lips. Unable to contain yourself anymore, you grab his face in your hands and cradle onto his lap. For a moment he breaks apart, only to catch his breath and smile at you, before he pulls you back into a fiery and passionate kiss. 

The party goers passed by the kitchen paying no attention to the two of you, all but one. After an argument with Samuel, Nano found himself looking for his best friend. The last place he expected to find you was on top of Guzmán, your hands working their way around his body. 

A strange feeling of anger and jealous ran through him as he watched you kiss Guzmán. But to you, it didn't matter who watched because you were experiencing pure bliss. Guzmán was an amazing kisser.      

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